That is China, ah, my motherland. The following is my collection of poems about my motherland, welcome to read for reference~
Motherland, what a sacred word,
Motherland, has long been rooted in my heart.
Five thousand years ago, the jasper dragon roared,
Five thousand years later, the five-starred red flag on the peak,
The ethical knowledge of the four books and the five sutras is familiar with the heart,
The enterprising spirit of hanging a beam and stabbing the stock pushes me to move forward,
A poem of beautiful prose,
A part of the history of the book is full of glory,
The motherland is the most important part of the world's history,
The motherland has been the most important part of the world for many years.
One word, one thing,
all have the figure of the motherland shining in the middle.
The motherland does not allow a little bit of stain,
The motherland is not subject to a little bit of oppression,
The motherland is not afraid of any wind, rain, lightning and thunder.
The gunshots of the Wuchang Uprising still echo over Tiananmen Square,
The footprints of the Long March still remain on the track of the Long March,
The appearance of the new China is as bright as the peony.
There is the track of "Shenzhou" in the bright starry sky,
There are amazing oilfields all over Daqing,
A plant of rice is fruitful and full,
A national treasure is far away from the west,
A piece of rumor is heard,
A smile is hanging all over the city and countryside.
A piece of treasure shocked the world,
A place of beauty is unforgettable,
A variety of folklore is unheard of,
A "Lei Feng" constantly appear.
The motherland is a great collective,
The motherland has fifty-six splendid flowers,
The motherland has the world-famous geographic dangers,
The motherland has 1.3 billion people who are moving forward.
I am proud of my motherland,
I am proud of my motherland,
No matter when and where I am,
my motherland is close to my heart.
My Motherland Poem 2
When the first rays of the morning sun in the east
Wiped the red verdant slopes of the mountains
The melody of "The East is Red"
Warmed my tender heart
Bathed in the sunrise
In the sound of reading aloud
I said out loud
When the mailman gently knocked at the door knocker
The farmhouse overflowed with joy.
The faces of countless martyrs
crossed my heart
- a lifelong struggle for ****anism
pounded my eardrums
I said solemnly
When the Wenchuan earthquake
shook the mountains and rivers of China
the Chinese vault of the sky
transmitted waves of deep pain
Gazing at the five-star red flag slowly lowered to half mast
Watching our sons and daughters running nervously over the ruins
I said firmly
As the winds and rain of the past 63 years
slid quietly down the window
From the two bombs and one star to Zhai Zhigang's walk in space
From the Olympics to splitting the waves of the Gulf of Aden
I can't forget the first five-starred red flag raised at Tiananmen Square
I'm sure that the first five-starred red flag raised at Tiananmen Square will be the most important one. The first five-star red flag was hoisted in Tiananmen Square
I can't forget the sound of the Chief Designer's reiteration during his southern tour
I'm proud to say
My Motherland Poetry 3I miss my hometown
When I set sail on my southern voyage
I left my motherland.
With tears in my eyes, I went with a dream.
To start a new life,
I grew up happily and joyfully in your embrace
You surrounded us with landscapes,
You raised your children with love.
I love my motherland,
I love my earth,
Birthday;
I am blessing you from afar,
I wish my motherland will always be full of vitality,
and always be full of vigor.
Let your children love all on earth forever/ever
Loving you,
the strength of your sons and daughters to embark on the journey.
To wander alone
To wander free.
To pursue the deepest love for the motherland
To fulfill the highest expectations of love
A lifetime of you
Watching over you
I came quietly from the spring,
with dozens of acacia,
and entered your part of the sea.
Listening to your love in the night.
The summer is still very hot,
I turned into a big tree,
and silently watched you,
pass by me,
and shielded you from the wind and the rain under the scorching sun.
Let the wind entangle my thoughts,
On every night of need,
I will be by your side.
Autumn
An unforgettable season,
turn my blessings to you,
into a small boat,
sailing across the sea, through thousands of mountains and tens of thousands of water,
flow to your embrace,
flow to your harbor for me to moor.
Winter
A cold year,
I would like to be your warm coat,
for you to block the cold,
for you to block the wind and rain,
is the God let me meet you in this ordinary day,
y in love with you,
quietly watching over you,
I am not a poet,
nor a Prince Charming,
let me drive away your sorrow,
watch over your arrival,
send you happiness,
let me love you quietly,
all my life will never leave.
Let me watch over you
Let me snuggle gently on your shoulder,
Let the tears flow slowly,
The leaves blown by the wind,
fall to the ground.
Let me whisper in your ear,
and tell you how much I miss you.
The rainbow in the evening, after the rain,
crossed the sky and left flashing dots.
It was as if you and I,
could only meet each other in the faraway places.
The rainbow is the most beautiful thing in the world.
Let me look at your silhouette in silence,
Once so familiar,
but later to be strangers from now on,
The bosom of the sea is so broad,
all the streams of the river,
I have forgotten your voice,
but can not forget your smile.
Let the wind blow away my thoughts of you to you,
my soul,
will pursue the sky god of happiness.
My bones,
will be transformed into refreshing gases.
Flying in the fields,
Drifting in the sea.
In the next life, I would like to turn into a butterfly,
to accompany your branches,
from waiting for the flowers to blossom,
to the flowers to fade,
I will quietly wait for you,
and no longer leave.
Waiting for you in heaven
The presence of flowers
is to set off your beauty
The tears of rain
are for you to see me crying for you
The blowing of the wind
is the relentless forgetting of memories of the years
I see you in my dreams
The smile is still bright and sweet
In the place of your heart
And I am just a passerby
Who made me walk gently
Out of your world
Walking so hurriedly but so far away
Cloud ......
The sky in my heart
If we can't see each other again in this life
I'm here to pray for you
If we can't see each other again in this life
I'd like to wait for you in paradise
Let me bear the loneliness and desolation of the years just like this
Silent night
I can't fall asleep.
I ran away from you
I left you, I hurt you
My heart died a long time ago
Let me wait for you in heaven
No matter where you are in the world
When I die
My soul will look for you
To tell you
That I still love you
I will wait for you in advance. I will wait for you in heaven in advance
Not to let you cry alone
Can heaven allow us
To meet in heaven
Let me bear all the pain
I am willing to do the same
All I ask for is that my life die in front of yours
Good man I have a chance to wait for you in heaven
My Motherland Poem 4My. Motherland,
The high mountains are lofty,
The majestic peaks overlook the winds and rains of history,
The twilight is pale,
Let the wind and clouds sweep by.
The solid back of the top of the hundreds of millions of years of vicissitudes from the calm.
My motherland,
The river rushes,
The turbulent torrent rushed through the whirlpool of history,
The torrent is brave,
Wash away the hundred years of filth,
The shocking waves beat the canyon surging up the number of destinies of the ups and downs.
My motherland,
The land is vast,
The beautiful scenery has nurtured a magnificent traditional culture,
The desert collects the remaining sun,
The moon is drunk with lotus,
How many bright civilizations on the vast land are still glittering.
My motherland,
the people are diligent,
fifty-six nationalities together,
the charm of the Oriental splendor,
the flow of the humanities,
thousands of years of how many beautiful and touching legends.
This is my motherland,
This is the motherland I y love.
I love your long and splendid history,
I love the flowers on every inch of your land,
I love your magnificent scenery and mountains,
I love the character of your people's tenacity and perseverance.
My Motherland Poetry 5
People often say that when you grow up, you have to serve your motherland,
It is the motherland that raised us.
The motherland, is a big harmonious family,
He is composed of thirty-two nationalities.
We grow up hard and strong in this big family.
Thirty-two ethnic groups with one heart make up this beautiful, rich China!
Thinking back to the past vicissitudes of the motherland:
How many brave soldiers, for the sake of the motherland, lost their lives.
How much red blood has flowed into the sky for the sake of the motherland?
Sons and daughters of China, do you know that today's good, are created by the motherland.
Without the motherland, we simply cannot survive!
The motherland, you have gone through so many storms,
but also strong down, really not easy!
You have such great mountains and rivers that are so treacherous,
that many foreign friends have marveled at them.
You have such beautiful exotic plants,
You have a strong and unyielding plum blossom soul, unremitting national soul!
And look at the present,
The development of science and technology, the people live and work in peace and contentment,
are xx years of reform and opening up, xx years of vicissitudes of change in exchange for,
But, your face is still so brilliant!
Therefore, the twentieth century we,
must study hard,
for the motherland a better tomorrow to make the greatest contribution!
My Motherland Poem 6
Never heard of a song,
that is so magnificent,
Never heard of a song,
that is so majestic,
Never heard of a song,
that is so kind,
Never heard of a song,
that makes my heart flutter.
I've never heard a song that makes my heart sing.
Kiss you my motherland,
When I heard your voice for the first time,
I fell y in love with you,
Will my heart song want to tell you.
Let me look up to the blue sky and white clouds,
and trace the figure of the dove's report,
let me raise my hand to face the red flag,
the red flag spreading to lift up my soul.
I would like to step on the white clouds,
listen to that beautiful song,
to kiss the high mountains,
that kiss the murmuring water.
Go and kiss the tall buildings of the city,
Go and kiss the thick green of the countryside.
I see the Great Wall dancing up the spine of China,
I see the Five Mountains lifting up the Cuiwei of China,
I see the Mother River surging up the waves,
blowing the trumpet to the future in the new century.
I heard yesterday's bugle still loud and clear,
I heard today's drums of war.
Oh, my motherland,
The mountains and rivers are paved with embroidery,
and the plains are painted with blueprints.
Oh, kiss you my motherland,
Let me sing this song,
and be your protector forever.
My Motherland Poem 7Loving you O my motherland
Motherland I love you
With my hand gently
touching my heartbeat
with my eyes looking in the direction of my motherland
sublimely and reverently
I love my motherland
as I love my own life
I don't know. I don't know why
I love her
The cows that moo on the country roads
And the mountain songs that float in the fields
Her dense forests that sway in the wind
And the Yangtze and Yellow Rivers
The rushing of their turbulent waters
The miles and miles of water that remain from ancient times
The land that is the center of the world's history. The Great Wall of China
has always aroused infinite longing in my heart
I love my motherland
I love the smoke from the cooking fires
and the familiar language
and the pale night colors
that make me miss it
and the boundless prairie
that glimmers with a faintly flickering campfire
and the dense forests that shake with the breeze.
And the flickering campfires
Always bring me sweet dreams
I miss
Her grain-filled threshing floors
Images of my father's busy life
I remember the summer evenings
Farmers pulling their coolers under the trees
Laughing and talking about the family routine
And I look at them
Till the late hours of the night
I see them.
I never sleep, even at midnight
I love you
My beautiful motherland
And her honest people
Long live the motherland
My motherland
I have never loved you so much
I love you so much as your rich motherland
My mother
She has given me her nutritious food, and she has made my mother so rich, and she has made me so rich.
With her nourishing milk, she has nurtured generations of people
Generations of proud sons and daughters
Generations of poets and peasants
Generations of wise and capable men and women
When I stand on a lofty hillock
and look over the fertile mountains and rivers
I feel an inner surge of love in my heart.
An invisible force rises in me
I will do my best to devote myself to this land that I love so much
My wish
I walk among the flowers
I hope for a blossom that will never fail
For my dear motherland
I wish for spring to be with you
I sail on the boat of emotions
With a heart that is full of love, a heart that is full of compassion, a heart that is full of joy, a heart that is full of love.
With a heart filled with love
To my beloved motherland
May the beauty be with you
I'm singing in the music
I'm singing for a better future
To my great motherland
May the sun and the moon be with you
China, my hometown
Standing on top of the ninth floor of the Great Wall
Looking at the land of China, I see that the land of the Chinese people has become a great place.
Looking at the north and south of China
The black soil in the north is the granary of China
The yellow and red soil in the south is rich in wheat, beans and rice
The lush mountains of Taishan and Lvliang
The flowing waters of the Yellow River and the Yangtze River
China, my lovely hometown, is rich in riches
Standing atop the ninth floor of the Great Wall
Looking at China, the soil in the west
Looking at China, my home town China, the soil of the west
Xinjiang cotton, snow-covered ground
Herds of Tibetan antelopes fighting in the sky and the earth
The Himalayas, the roof of the world
Caring for the sun, the moon, and the stars in Sun-Moon Lake
The beautiful China, my lovely hometown
Standing on top of the Great Wall, the ninth floor
Looking at China, the oriental border
The bloodstains of the Sino-Japanese War, the Yangtze River, the Yangtze River, the Yangtze River, the Yangtze River, the Yangtze River, the Yangtze River and the sea.
The bloodstains of the First Sino-Japanese War leave behind memories
Striving hard to enrich our national defense force
Shanghai and Qingdao, where the world's merchants reside
Will be the place where commerce flourishes
Prosperous China, my beloved hometown
Standing on top of the nine floors of the Great Wall
Looking at China, my beloved hometown
Civilized, democratic and harmonious.
Freedom, equality, and justice are guaranteed by the rule of law
Scientific and technological development is striving to capture the cutting edge
Patriotism, dedication, friendliness, honesty, and personal essays
Just China, my lovely hometown
My motherland, a strong mother
My motherland, a strong mother
She My motherland is a young mother
She has the temperament of a high raven and embraces all goodness
Wherever I go, she cares for me
When I am surrounded by frustration and hardship
She always reminds me to be strong
When I am insulted by merciless insults
She always reminds me to be strong
She always reminds me to be strong
She always reminds me to be strong
She always reminds me to be strong
She always reminds me to be strong
When I am insulted by merciless insults
My motherland, a strong mother
She has been through trials and tribulations, and has a profound meaning
My motherland, a kind mother
She has a big heart, a cold might
Wherever I fall, she gives me a smile
When I fall, I have to admit defeat
She smiles and says: "I will be strong, I will be strong, I will be strong.
She smiles and says, be strong
When I am victorious, I have to pursue
She smiles and says, be tolerant
My motherland, the young and kind mother
My motherland, the strong mother
My motherland Poem 8Thinking of my motherland in the dead of the night
Thinking of her at this time is because
My heart shakes the dust off and can
Like a clean cloud, it floats far away
Through spring and autumn, to the depths of time
I can pick up a piece of bronze or a piece of oracle bone
Or I can be like a piece of snowflake, spinning down in front of the window
Wiping the sleepless eyes on the other side of the room
Waiting together for the rising dawn
My expansion is far from being strong enough
To carry too many distant, thick, and heavy loads.
I can't carry too many distant and heavy memories
In the distance, a train passes by the North China Plain
Grid by grid, the view grows hazy
A copy of the towns and villages, the peace of the countryside
Simple silence, instant gratification
The magnificent years of the scythe and the hammer
The world is forged for the present time
The late night, like
I think of the mountains and the rivers, but I also think of the wheat grass
The war is over, and the beacon has risen again
The suffering is over, and the hardship is back
The mountains in the north have just broken through the sky
The floodwaters in the south are over the dyke
Songs are always accompanied by tears.... ...
Day and night, I work tirelessly without complaint
In this world, there is only my mother
I want to share some of her fatigue with her
Like a stroke of blue in the sky
I have always believed that my hometown
is a small part of her
I am the smallest part
Together, we make our motherland a place of peace and prosperity.
We add up to make the motherland complete
into the love that is filling the air right now
I think of her so much because
I want to think of her so much, as if a drop of blood
had joyfully joined the fluttering of a flag
At least two kinds of big birds fly through the night sky
The strong one from the east and the graceful one from the west
This vast land governed by the lunar calendar
is the most important place in the world.
This vast land governed by the lunar calendar
Often sows and reaps in the same season
Giving more sunlight to grow and shine
I use only a sliver of the moon's clarity
Adding a few stars at most to light up the way
She's there, tangible, warm
And it's easy to take her into my arms, warm
If, late at night, I open the door to the world, I can see that I'm not in the right place, but I am in the right place. > If I open my mind late at night
Half of it is pride and the other half is two thanksgivings and two prayers
My Motherland Poem 9
It was a time of storms and rains
My motherland suffered a lot of humiliations
It was a time of darkness and darkness
The land of China was in a state of sorrow
The Great Wall was in sorrow and the Yellow River was in a roar.
The great motherland, shattered by the mountains and rivers, is suffering from the erosion of the wolves
Beacon fires are filled with displacement
The suffering of the people, the people do not have enough to live on
Under the hooves of the Japanese invaders, the people are struggling to survive.
Five thousand years of Chinese civilization have been destroyed
The justice and conscience of mankind are being challenged.
In the face of the heartless imperialist powers
The Chinese people put up resistance
The Long March of 25,000 miles and the World War of Freedom
Eight years of war and hardship
The heroes of China, with their hatred of the country and their families
composed a world-shaking epic of the ages with their flesh and blood
Years have gone by and the world is still in a state of shock.
The bright red flag of the Party
After ninety-four years of baptism, it appears more delicate
The mountains are like a painting, and the solemn emblem of the Party
After ninety-four years of refinement, it appears stronger
For the scythe to be sharper
For the hammer to be stronger
For the smile of the mother to be more comfortable
The harvest of the earth is more plentiful
The mother's smile is more comfortable
The harvest of the earth is more plentiful. Harvest more abundant
The Party's sons and daughters
Will inherit the spirit of the dragon
Treading in the footsteps of the heroes
Adhering to the legacy of our forefathers
Striding forward on the road to revitalize China
My Motherland Poem 10In the dawn's dawn
You hold your head high
Firmly determined, tenaciously determined
The silent birch forest gently shakes off the remnants of the night's dream
The rising tide of the Songhua River
Sings the joyous song of a new era
The white mountains and black waters that witnessed your awakening
Are waving away yesterday's wasted time
Greeting the harvest under the sunlight
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Staring at
The Himalayas are lined with thousands of years of snow
The Potala Palace rises above the clouds
The Tibetan Plateau is majestic
The Taihang and Qinling Mountains are majestic
The Kunlun Mountain Range is your unyielding spine
The Gobi Sands and the Sea of Sand are the manifestation of the sky
The Yangtze River and the Huanghe River are the blood of your incessant flow
The railroads and highways are your pulsing heart
The mountains and the rivers are your vitality.
The Four Great Inventions have made the world remember your name--China
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The dignified bronzes flow with the quiet breath of the Chinese culture
The elegant pottery overflows with the simplicity of the folk style of the ancestors
The beautiful blue and white porcelain is like a fifteen-year-old girl who was born in the middle of the 20th century, and who was born in the middle of the 20th century. The beautiful blue and white porcelain is like a girl of 15 or 16 years old
Shyly displaying her own style
Chinese painting and calligraphy
Between the splashes of ink and ink, there is a constant rhythm, and the drift is the spirit of the natural landscape
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The Hundred Schools of Thought of the pre-Qin Dynasty are the debates and contemplation of the civilization of mankind
The Ch'uan Rhetoric, the Han Fugue, and the Middle Kingdom, and the integration of the Chinese culture constitute the essence of the Han Dynasty.
The poetry of the Tang Dynasty is like sailing a flat boat across thousands of miles of blue waves
The Song Dynasty is a dazzling pearl shining in a black lacquer plate
The Yuan dynasty compositions are as majestic and cool as a warrior wielding a halberd
The miscellany of novels of the Ming and Qing dynasties tries to break through the confinement of the times
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Thousands of years of inheritance, hundreds of years of humiliation, and a thousand years of the past, have been passed on to us. A hundred years of humiliation
Now, my motherland
has a magnificent atmosphere
stroking the black soil of the north
looking at the blue waves of the South China Sea
the quest, let go of the nine heavens
walking on the road of human civilization, you are a wise elder
9,600,000 square kilometers of the Divine Kingdom
Chinese children are the first to be born, and they are the first to be born.
The sons and daughters of China are sweating and struggling in your embrace
On the occasion of your birthday, let's raise a glass of congratulations!
Blessings, tomorrow will be better
I love you - my motherland